The Maine beaches were generally moody and overcast on our visit in October.
Wells Beach, Maine
The poet Mary Oliver frequently used shore imagery. She lived much of her life near the Massachusetts coast. Here’s her poem The Poet Compares Human Nature To The Ocean From Which We Came.
The sea can do craziness, it can do smooth,
it can lies down like silk breathing
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Silky - Wells Beach, Maine
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or toss havoc shoreward; it can give
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Toss havoc - on The Marginal Way
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gifts or withhold all; it can rise, ebb, froth
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Sanderlings in flight - froth
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like an incoming frenzy of fountains, or it can
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Fountains — The Marginal Way, Ogunquit, Maine
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sweet-talk entirely. As I can too,
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Ring-billed Gull sweet talking
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and so, no doubt, can you, and you.
Mary Oliver, The Poet Compares Human Nature To The Ocean From Which We Came, from A Thousand Mornings, 2012
On the Marginal Way, Ogunquit, Maine